This is worth enlarging.
Wolverhampton: Where Everything Opens Late, & Closes Early
"The thing is...time travel is like visiting Paris. You can't just read the guide book. You've got to throw yourself in, eat the food, use the wrong verbs, get charged double and end up kissing complete strangers - or is that just me? Stop asking questions; go and do it!"
Friday, July 2, 2010
Pub Signs: Ludlow
Pub signs from Ludlow. I did not make the connexion until recently that "pub" is short for "public house."
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Off to London
I'll be going to London tomorrow afternoon.
I'm going to visit:
When I get back to the US, I'll catch up on the rest of the stuff I did while I was over here :)
I'm going to visit:
- The British Museum
- The Natural History Museum
- The Victoria & Albert (cultural) Museum
- Portobello Road
- the Camden Markets
- the Savoy Theatre to see "Legally Blonde the Musical"
When I get back to the US, I'll catch up on the rest of the stuff I did while I was over here :)
End of Term Craziness
I have been and am pretty overwhelmed---we're busy trying to wrap up the term (tomorrow, Friday is the last day), and I'm also trying to pack and ship stuff out.
I went on geography field trips with my sixth graders, and ninth graders to a rural village called Trysull. The country walk we took the sixth graders on was not kept up; we ended up having to traipse through stinging nettles, which are EVERYWHERE in England.
On an unrelated note, the art students put up an exhibition of their AMAZING work, and I ran across these two misplaced photos of Mike, my cooperating history teacher, apparently acting as a model. He's not a serious guy, so these make me laugh...
I went on geography field trips with my sixth graders, and ninth graders to a rural village called Trysull. The country walk we took the sixth graders on was not kept up; we ended up having to traipse through stinging nettles, which are EVERYWHERE in England.
A chicken chasing the sixth graders. Seriously.
Poppies in a wheat field.
Best! Scarecrow! Ever!
Peter & Cerys waiting for lunch. Peter teaches shop; he's the best! He was friendly and kind from the start; I'm going to miss seeing him around.
This was weird. I noticed it down by the gutter, in a corner on the outside of Trysull's Saint Michael Church. It reads "Entrance to Vault / H. Jesson Esq. / October 1841". There is NO indication of a vault anywhere...
On an unrelated note, the art students put up an exhibition of their AMAZING work, and I ran across these two misplaced photos of Mike, my cooperating history teacher, apparently acting as a model. He's not a serious guy, so these make me laugh...
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Chester: Where I finally get a half-way decent milkshake.
[Chester, Thursday, June 3, Half-Term]
There are two classic US treats the British cannot seem to get right: burgers and milkshakes. Now, when I say "right," I do realize that I'm being picky, and "right" is relative and "not-right" is not necessarily "wrong" [are you still following me? :) ], but sometimes there are just better ways to do things. For example, milkshakes should be ice cream thick, not milky-thin. And they should, you know, taste like a delicious, sweet concoction, not like improperly-flavored iced-milk. Milkshake bars (where the customer chooses what flavorings/candy/fruit/etc to blend into a basic vanilla shake) are popular in the bigger cities, and while in Chester I happened upon one that let me purchase extra ice cream so it was relatively thick. Which was especially nice because we had another heat wave. I had planned for mild weather like I experienced the day before, and ended up having to buy capris when I got into town because it was much too hot for jeans. Here's the fabulous Eastgate Clock shining in the summer sun.
Chester is famous for it's surviving, super neat, multi-row/storied shops, known as The Rows (not to be confused with row houses). It's a little tricky to explain, but basically, above street-level shops are more shops, and walkways that connect between buildings. In the photo below (especially if you enlarge it) you should be able to see the joined balconies above the ground floor shops.
The other spectacle of Chester is the intact city wall. Not a whole lot of it is from the original Roman wall, but a percentage dates to the English Civil War, and the rest has been rebuilt/reinforced between then and now. I took a delightful walk along the footpath on top of the walls (about two miles, I read somewhere).
And now for some Chester randomness:
There are two classic US treats the British cannot seem to get right: burgers and milkshakes. Now, when I say "right," I do realize that I'm being picky, and "right" is relative and "not-right" is not necessarily "wrong" [are you still following me? :) ], but sometimes there are just better ways to do things. For example, milkshakes should be ice cream thick, not milky-thin. And they should, you know, taste like a delicious, sweet concoction, not like improperly-flavored iced-milk. Milkshake bars (where the customer chooses what flavorings/candy/fruit/etc to blend into a basic vanilla shake) are popular in the bigger cities, and while in Chester I happened upon one that let me purchase extra ice cream so it was relatively thick. Which was especially nice because we had another heat wave. I had planned for mild weather like I experienced the day before, and ended up having to buy capris when I got into town because it was much too hot for jeans. Here's the fabulous Eastgate Clock shining in the summer sun.
Don't let those clouds fool you: I was sweating in my t-shirt.
Chester is famous for it's surviving, super neat, multi-row/storied shops, known as The Rows (not to be confused with row houses). It's a little tricky to explain, but basically, above street-level shops are more shops, and walkways that connect between buildings. In the photo below (especially if you enlarge it) you should be able to see the joined balconies above the ground floor shops.
The other spectacle of Chester is the intact city wall. Not a whole lot of it is from the original Roman wall, but a percentage dates to the English Civil War, and the rest has been rebuilt/reinforced between then and now. I took a delightful walk along the footpath on top of the walls (about two miles, I read somewhere).
This is one of the many plaques placed around the wall circuit, showing the pedestrian's location and telling a bit about the history of the wall. If you care to learn more about the walls, you can enlarge the photo and reading the tiny script (it's crystal clear on my computer [aren't digital cameras GREAT?!?!?!] so I'm hoping Blogger maintains the quality)
Thursday, June 17, 2010
"I believe that all anyone really wants in this life is to sit in peace and eat a sandwich."
I want to like brie, I really do. Every once in a while I try it again, hoping that my tastes have changed, but I always swallow disappointed. However, due to a moment of starving desperation in London Euston train station, and faced with the prospect of otherwise eating a sandwich with mayonnaise (ugh, the horror!), I discovered one way in which I adore brie: with tomatoes and fresh basil on a baguette.
Behold, the deliciousness.
Ready-made sandwiches can be found all over England. And they're surprisingly tasty! At least, the baguettes are---soft loaf-bread sandwiches are far more prevalent, but I'm not partial to that style, so I've never tried one.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
"I like this place, and willingly could waste my time in it."
[Stratford-upon-Avon, Monday, May 31, Half-Term]
I went to Stratford-upon-Avon (otherwise known as the-place-where-Shakespeare-was-born/lived) a little uncertainly---I had accidentally booked train tickets to it on a bank holiday (re: public day off), which means there was a chance that nothing would be open. As it turned out, I couldn't have picked a better place to spend a bank holiday: because it's a touristy place, everything was open and bustling!
Did you know the famous black-and-white scheme (visible on the left was a Victorian design? The original look was a contrast of cream/tan plaster with naturally dark oak framework. And the reason upper floors of most Tudor houses sag in the center (you can't really see it in these buildings, but on others it's very noticeable) is because oak gives over time. I had the opportunity to go upstairs in a Tudor house, and walking across the warped floor was really trippy.
I went to Stratford-upon-Avon (otherwise known as the-place-where-Shakespeare-was-born/lived) a little uncertainly---I had accidentally booked train tickets to it on a bank holiday (re: public day off), which means there was a chance that nothing would be open. As it turned out, I couldn't have picked a better place to spend a bank holiday: because it's a touristy place, everything was open and bustling!
Shakespeare's Ghost
I ADORE street performers who do this, the solid-color mime thing.
I really enjoyed S-u-A! It was worth visiting, and it actually got me interested in Shakespeare, which was something high school failed to do. (Although, to be fair, I don't think it's very fair to push Shakespeare on anything less than seniors---the themes & ideas are simple, but the language they're conveyed in is not, and rather than challenge kids, I think it just frustrates and bores students who do not yet possess the necessary intellectual skills.)
Aaanyway, you have no clue how many common phrases are from his works. Take a look at this quick list for just a few.
I went to Holy Trinity Church to see Shakespeare's grave, and unexpectedly saw this famous bust:
But the coolest thing had nothing to do with Shakespeare. At the top of a small, inset, decorative arch, someone noticed a Jesus carving that survived the destruction of the Reformation (I actually wasn't aware that the Reformation inspired destruction of anything other than blatantly Catholic symbols). Here's the official picture:
And here's the photo I took of the mirror set up for people to view it for themselves. Jesus is upside down.
Here is an unrelated, cool Tudor house.
Did you know the famous black-and-white scheme (visible on the left was a Victorian design? The original look was a contrast of cream/tan plaster with naturally dark oak framework. And the reason upper floors of most Tudor houses sag in the center (you can't really see it in these buildings, but on others it's very noticeable) is because oak gives over time. I had the opportunity to go upstairs in a Tudor house, and walking across the warped floor was really trippy.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Do *you* know why?
Does anyone know why I associate this style of boat with Travelers? Seriously, if you have any idea (is it because of a movie? or a television show?) please tell me---it's been driving me nuts! [And yes, I do realize Travelers tend to live in trailers.]
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